She had already allowed her delectable lover to pluck that flower which, so different from the rose to which it is nevertheless sometimes compared, has not the same faculty of being reborn each spring.
(Marquis de Sade (1740-1814), French author. "The Mystified Magistrate," (written 1787), first published in Historiettes, Contes et Fabliaux (1926).)
The satirist who writes nothing but satire should write but littleor it will seem that his satire springs rather from his own caustic nature than from the sins of the world in which he lives.
(Anthony Trollope (1815-1882), British novelist. Autobiography, ch. 10 (1883).
Trollope was writing of William Makepeace Thackeray, on his death (Christmas Day, 1863): "It was perhaps his chief fault as a writer that he could never abstain from that dash of satire which he felt to be demanded by the weaknesses which he saw around him.")
The first glance at History convinces us that the actions of men proceed from their needs, their passions, their characters and talents; and impresses us with the belief that such needs, passions and interests are the sole spring of actions.
(Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel (1770-1831), German philosopher. "Introduction," sect. 3, The Philosophy of History (1837).)
In certain savage tribes in New Guinea, they put the old people up in the trees and shake them once a year in the spring; if they don't fall out they let them live another year.
(John Dos Passos (1896-1970), U.S. novelist, poet, playwright, painter. Produced by the New Playwrights Theatre in New York in the spring of 1929. Professor in Airways, Inc. Act 1, Three Plays, Harcourt, Brace and Company (1934).)
I believe my ardour for invention springs from his loins. I can't say that the brassiere will ever take as great a place in history as the steamboat, but I did invent it.
(Caresse Crosby (1892-1970), U.S. literary editor and inventor. As quoted in Feminine Ingenuity, ch. 12, by Anne L. MacDonald (1992).
Said in the early 1900s. The inventor of the backless brassiere (under her earlier name, Mary Phelps Peabody) was citing her descendence from Robert Fulton (1765-1815), inventor of the steamboat, as a possible explanation for her ingenuity.)
The attraction of horror is a mental, or even an intellectual, excitement, but the fascination of the repulsive, so noticeable in contemporary writing, can spring openly from some rotted substance within our civilization ...
(Ellen Glasgow (1873-1945), U.S. novelist. The Woman Within, ch. 21 (1954).
Written in 1937.)